How I Lived and How I Became to Be: Book Two

Chapter 0: Before Homeless (Harry)

Hi, my name is Harry L. Baker. I feel I have to introduce myself because many of you don't know me. But, the people that do know me knows one fact. My life was going perfect... Well, perfect in my perspective. I used to live in an orphanage because my father stabbed my mother in the stomach, while I was an unborn baby. You might be thinking; how can I remember something if I was not born? Well sorry to say, I can't give you an answer to that. Sometimes, I have flashbacks, or whatever you call them. Anyway, after my mom died, I was still breathing. I was pronounced dead, shortly after waking up. People say that was a miracle. But I say it's just an act of life. I mean, some people live, some people almost die, and some people die. I also think you should know that when my dad stabbed my mother, I came out deformed. I was transported to the Orphanage for Boys. Which was a dreadful place. You might be thinking; how can an orphanage be horrible? The nuns there was treating my bad just because I looked ugly. My life was horrible until this girl named Sue rescued me. She used to be my best friend. She served me real food and brought me to a real school. But then she abandoned me for a fat ugly principal. While I was in school, I met this wonderful girl named Mia Remlons. She was the only one that saw me who I was in the inside, not the out. (Let me just skip the part when Mia's dad tells her he doesn't love her after her sister dies and when Sue doesn't let me go the funeral).

We were both sick and tired of our guardians (we swore not to call them our parents ever again), so we ran away. We found this job that was ran by kids and got fired the very next day, just because one of the workers there accused us of stealing. So now we are homeless, living in the same shed my Biological parents used to live in before my mom got stabbed. Every day now we go beg people for money. But as we get weaker and weaker from lack of food. We noticed something: egging is not enough...